"I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud" Before You Read

When I look into the orange groves, I see grass trees and orange, I smell the orange peels and the dirt. Technically you’re not supposed to touch them because there not ours so I never really touched it but when I have an orange I feel the roughness of it. Getting to live among these trees makes me feel like I’m in a jail sail but also safe because who would ever know that I live behind trees with oranges.